33 - Daisy's Type

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It's been a lazy Saturday. Simon and I are currently spread out on the sofa, aimlessly flicking through TV channels, searching for something to entertain us.

"Fuck sake, there's absolutely nothing on," Simon sighs, passing me the remote. I grunt in response as I begin my own search while Simon checks whats happening on his phone. 

It feels like we've been going round in circles for the past twenty minutes, each of us taking turns to search for something good to watch. I glance around the room as my finger continues to press the buttons on the remote, Simon helping the coffee table slowly becoming littered with wrappers and packets of sweets or chocolates. The blanket we've been using somehow finding it's way to the floor, draping over the edge onto the table in front of us.

BANG! We both jump at the sudden, ear-splitting thud that echoes throughout the room. I sit upright as I glance at Simon who is sending me a concerned look. I shakily stand up and make my way into the kitchen, Simon following me like a lost puppy. 

My body is tense. My shoulders raised, my breathing quickening and my heartbeat seems to echo round the room. The adrenaline flowing through my body heightens my senses as I peer round the corner only to be met with a very drunk Daisy, jamming her tongue down a stranger's throat.

Simon and I both sigh a deep sigh of relief. I don't even realise his hands are on my shoulders until I feel his grip ease. I'm just about to turn around and drag Simon back to the living room before I notice something familiar about the mystery person Daisy has brought home. It doesn't take long for me to realise who it is, causing my jaw to drop.

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Daisy doesn't speak as we eat breakfast. Occasionally, we will glance up at each other from across the table and make eye contact, but Daisy always looks away quickly. We've almost finished eating before I decide I've had enough.

"So, are we not gonna talk about last night?" I ask Daisy, leaning back in my chair slightly. Daisy stops chewing and looks up. She looks like she's seen a ghost.

"Uh..." She sits staring at me for what feels like minutes but was probably only a few seconds, "No."

Before I open my mouth to respond, I have an epiphany. 

"Oh my god!" I squeal, "That's who you snuck out to meet in Greece, isn't it?" I laugh as I lean forward, now resting my arms on the table.

"Ugh, this is why I didn't say anything Y/N. I knew you'd make fun of me," Daisy grunts as she stands up, grabbing our bowls and putting them into the sink.

"I'm not making fun of you Dais, I just didn't think Tobi would be your type," I reply, leaning over the back of my chair to continue the conversation.

"Well he is, and I really like him, so..." Daisy says sharply as she begins filling the sink with hot, soapy water, and I can't help but smile.

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A/N: How are you all doing? Hopefully you guys aren't too mad at me for not updating but I've been super busy lately. Lil reminder that I'm always here if anyone wants to talk, it's okay to reach out! Stay hydrated my lovelies <3


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